And I’ve been sitting here all night thinking about where this story’s headed, but right now I’m clueless. Actually, I think the last chapter go... underway yesterday, but if I start there you’ll be more clueless that yours truly, so let me take the snap and drop back in the pocket, hit the rewind button and see if I can get this straight. A while ago, three months and four days if memory serves (but who’s counting), the company I worked for advised a bunch of us that our services would no longer. Finally, the professor spoke up. “Mr. Reynolds, how would you have done this? How would you plan and execute a project like this, gathering evidence of the animal called sasquatch?”I knew that this was a thorn in the professor’s side. After all, I had pretty much shot down every idea that he had presented.After a moment, I got started. “Now professor, your basic question, comment, complaint is that I have offered criticisms and no solutions. There is a reason for this. I needed you to show me. I asked her I want to put inside her but she said without a condom no I told her I had sex only once before, she agreed finally, I removed her lower and pantie and carefully put above the sink she opens her pussy it;s hairy really wet I asked her to lean on to the window in that tiny washroom I garbed her ass with both hands and lifted slightly she put her arms around my neck I slowly inserted my cock in her wild pussy it goes inside very smoothly and she said I can feel it its nice, I started. Shit! Barely time to get to the club if I hurried. No time to think, if I was going to go, I had to go now. I jumped up and threw on my shorts, looking back at my wife to see if she had stirred. She wasn't moving, so I decided to risk it. When would I ever have this chance again?The excitement was intoxicating as I jumped in my car and pulled out of the driveway, being sure not to turn on my headlights until I had pulled away from the house. I sped all the way to the club, knowing I was cutting.